"Besides, the cave dwelling won't officially open for at least several thousand years. During that time, I doubt the Ten Thousand Demon Lair will focus its attention on the cave. Please rest assured, Senior Tang."
"That's good to hear!"
A hint of delight flashed through Tang Songyuan's eyes.
Even though his cultivation was formidable, the Ten Thousand Demon Lair was, after all, the territory of demons. It was best to avoid fighting if he could.
Besides, he had only just recovered from the injuries he sustained at the Demon Suppression Pass auction, at the hands of the Demon Clan Saintess. He didn't want to face too many enemies at once.
As if he had noticed the delight on Tang Songyuan's face, the old man following behind him couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Senior Tang, please forgive me for being a little presumptuous."
"I really can't help asking: has your cultivation advanced recently, Senior Tang?"
It was the first chance he'd had during the journey to show off his strength. Tang Songyuan pretended to stroke his nonexistent beard.
Only then did he say solemnly, "Demon Ancestors ranked below eighty won't be my match. Against those ranked below seventy, I'm confident I can at least protect my life. As for the ones above that, I can only hope for the best."
The Demon Ancestors' strength was generally divided into tiers of ten. Those ranked around eightieth were comparable to Heavenly Humans in the Upper Realm.
Those ranked between seventieth and eightieth were roughly equivalent to human martial artists at the Extremity Realm, or those who had barely set foot in the Void Refinement Realm.
As for Demon Ancestors ranked above seventieth, even the weakest possessed the strength of human martial artists in the Void Refinement Realm.
Rumor had it that